Pound's New Feelings

Cup Cake wasn’t sure what to do anymore. Her son’s behavior had grown from a simple curiosity to nearly disrupting work. Ever since Pound’s dick had become active, he had become more and more dependent on her help. Hoof Jobs were somewhat effective, but for the most part, the mare found herself taking a small step away from the kitchen to give her son a quick blowjob. He always appreciated it, and the way he would moan and pant would sometimes make Cup’s body tingle a little.

But it was becoming too much for the mare to handle. She knew she needed to tell her son to stop, but at the same time, she felt like she couldn’t. Pound was just so innocent, just so sweet, and he didn’t mean to be horny all the time. It was just his cock, this big, juicy, tasty looking…she would have to shake her head of these thoughts whenever they would come up. She didn’t want to admit it, but Pound did have an impressive dick.

“Oh, what can I do?” Cup asked herself aloud, pacing back and forth. “Pound’s…problem is getting too big…” Pausing, she felt a small shiver run down her throat and along her spine. “I can still taste him, and that was over an hour ago. What am I going to do?”

“Maybe I can help?” Pinkie commented, poking her head into the room. The sudden sound of the bouncy mare nearly made the older mare fall over with a shock. “Oh, hey Mrs Cake! What’s wrong? My Pinkie Sense told me you’re stressed. So what is it?”

“Oh, hey Pinkie. It’s nothing…it’s…” Cup replied, not sure how to respond. Pinkie was already a flirty mare by nature, but she was a kind, caring mare too. Maybe she could help? “It’s…it’s Pound. He’s growing up, maybe a little too fast.”

“Well of course he’s growing up. That’s what colts do.” Pinkie smiled, seemingly not getting what Cup was meaning. “But that’s not it is it? Are you worried about your little foals growing up too fast?”

“Well…yes, and no.” Cup explained, swallowing her nervousness. “Pound’s…dick has been growing and I’ve…I’ve had to help…relieve him from time to time.” Pinkie’s eyes widened in surprise, and her lips curled into a curious smile. As if that wasn’t enough to make her feel embarrassed, the mare continued. “But lately, he needs…relief more and more often. And sometimes, my hooves aren’t enough.”

“Oh! I see, I see…” Pinkie replied, quickly looking out into the hallway, as if to look for anyone eavesdropping. Closing the door, she leaned in closer to the mare. “So you gave little Pound’s not so little pounder a blowie?”

“I…yes…yes I have…” Cup sighed, feeling herself shivering as she felt so dirty saying it. But equally, finally admitting it to someone gave a small sense of relief. “I…I don’t want to keep doing this. But I love my little Pound, and the look on his face when he has an erection. It looks so cute, like he’s in pain. And I’m his mother. What else can I do?”

“Golly, Mrs Cake, sounds to me like you’re really going through a lot.” Pinkie commented, gently rubbing Cup’s back as she tried to comfort the older mare. “I know, maybe you just need something to help you think?”

“Pinkie, at this point, I’m just about ready to take any help.” Cup sighed, not sure what to do anymore. “I…please promise me, you’ll keep this conversation to just between us?”

“Of course, Mrs Cake. I pinkie promise!” Pinkie smiled, placing a hoof over one of her eyes. “Now, as for your immediate problem. I might have something that could help.” Reaching into her poofy mane, she pulled out a small slip of paper. “Ah! Here we go. Meet me at this address after we close today. It’ll help! I promise!” Before Cup could ask further, the mare turned to bounce away, off to do whatever her plans for the day were.

“This better be worth it.” Cup commented, sighing under her breath as she looked at the address. “Oh well, couldn’t hurt to try.” With that, she went on to resume her shift for the day.

After finishing her shift, Cup closed the bakery and left without saying a word. She was kind enough to leave a note for Carrot, but all it said was that she was meeting with Pinkie. Walking along the darkening streets, she felt as if her body was being struck with a shivering chill. Was this nervousness? Guilt? Uncertainty? No, no, that couldn’t be it. Pinkie was a long time friend, and she would never suggest something if it wasn’t in Cup’s better interest and betterment. Time seemed to fly as she had these worries and doubts, as before long, she had arrived at the place where Pinkie told her to meet.

It was a house, just a modest looking home. Nervously, she looked around, and seeing nopony around, knocked at the door. There was a small, and yet exhausting amount of time before the door opened. Standing there, was a familiar mare she had seen before. Cream Heart, one of the mares in Ponyville with a somewhat sketchy reputation as being a milf, seducer, and homewrecker. Cup had heard these rumors, but paid them no mind. But why was Pinkie asking her to meet her here?

“Mrs Cake? What brings you here this evening?” Cream asked, raising a curious eyebrow. “Is there something I can help you with?”

“I…I don’t know.” Cup replied, showing the paper Pinkie gave her. “Pinkie gave me this, and told me to come here tonight and-”

“Oh, I see. Yes, she’s here.” Cream nodded, gesturing for the mare to follow. “Right this way.”

Closing the door behind her, Cup followed behind this mare. The way she walked, the sweetness in her voice, it was easy to believe these rumors, but Cup had far more to worry about than gawking at some other milf mare. Cream said nothing, only guiding her guest to a room at the end of a long, dark hallway. Opening the door, Cup’s eyes widened. Inside, she saw Pinkie, but she was in the middle of making out between four other colts. An earth colt, pegasus, and two unicorns made up the four, but it was the way the mare was engaging in such activities with them that made Cup blush and stutter nervously.

“Oh! Mrs Cake! You made it!” Pinkie cheered, waving to the mare as she gestured to the colts around her. “This is Apple Bud, Dipsy, Powder Blue, and Shining Star. We’ve been waiting for you!”

“W-w-w-w-what’s going on here?” Cup stuttered, looking over to Cream who only seemed to have a calm smile on her face. “You…you’re okay with this?”

“Colts are gonna grow up eventually, so why not show them so they can be better prepared?” Cream commented, then turned her attention to Pinkie. “I’m gonna go back to Button and Sweetie, have fun with your guests.”

“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie giggled, to which Cream left the room. “So, now that you’re here, we can begin.”

“Begin what? And did she say Button and Sweetie?” Cup asked, still not sure what was going on. “What’s going on here?”

“Oh yeah, she and her son have been fucking for years.” Pinkie explained, still giggling as if she was remembering something. “Sweetie was a little mad when she found out, but now the three of them have been in a loving threesome for a while now.” Looking at Cup, she saw the older mare was still confused. “Oh right, why did I call you here? Well, I figured this was the best way to help you get over your worries.”

“By taking advantage of these innocent colts?!” Cup gasped, looking at the ponies. Sure, they were small, and cute, and she could see their cocks poking from their sheaths. “D-d-do their parents even know about this?”

“Well…yes…yes…yes I believe so, yes.” Pinkie replied, tilting her head back and forth as she thought. “You see, these little goodies were actually really naughty, and so my Pinkie Sense told me they were just tense up, so Cream and I told their parents we could help them. And so we are.”

“And you do this…by…by…” Cup couldn’t even say it, she was blushing so intensely as she looked at the colts. They were blushing up at her, and she could almost smell the combined scent of their dicks. “I-I-I-I don’t know about this, Pinkie…m-maybe this was a bad idea?”

“What are you talking about?” Pinkie commented, bouncing her way over to the mare. Walking around, she took a hoof, groping at Cup’s ass. “With an ass like this, you know it’s a good idea.” Cup blushed, only to then let out a yelp as the mare then smacked her ass. “But, if you’re still nervous, I can help with that.” Before Cup could even say anything, she moved herself right in front of her, and gave her a kiss.

This wasn’t just some lip on lip type of kissing, this slutty mare was fully making out with Cup. Her tongue slipped into her mouth, moaning a little as she was sending wave after wave of intense pleasure as she was feeling herself getting all these tingling sensations. Cup’s mind was becoming numb as she could feel her pussy getting wet. She hadn’t been kissed like this in so long, and the pent up feeling she had only seemed to come out all at once. But eventually, Pinkie pulled herself away, looking deep in the mare’s eyes.

“There we go. Feel better?” Pinkie asked, to which all Cup could say in response were low cooing and some moans as her mind was catching up to her body. “Sounds good to me. And besides…” She looked at the colts, all who were blushing, panting, and had their dicks twitching out precum. “I think they’re ready too.” Before Cup could even attempt to say anything, she placed a hoof on her lips. “Don’t worry, today is just about putting you at ease. So you get to watch me with these little darlings.”

Cup only watched, finding a place to sit as she couldn’t take her eyes off Pinkie. The four colts approached the pink mare, panting a little as their dicks were twitching and leaking out precum. She giggled, getting in a lying position as the colts drew nearer. Reaching up, she started by fondling their small balls with her hooves, while two others approached, focusing more on Pinkie’s impressive looking, soft pink teats.

“Come on, don’t be shy.” Pinkie giggled, looking at the colts. “Just like last time, let Pinkie give you all some yummy cummies!”

Opening her mouth, Pinkie took in one of the colt’s cocks, sucking it off as the colt was panting and moaning in pleasure. Her other hoof was busy playing and teasing the cock and balls of the other colt at her side, which was also panting and moaning in an adorable fashion. At her teats, the other two colts were busy trying to pleasure the older mare. One was pressing his mouth against her teats, suckling on her nipples while his dick was twitching, while the other was pressing his face against Pinkie’s moist pussy lips, getting her even wetter as he attempted to pleasure her.

Cup could only watch on, shocked at the sight of Pinkie’s behavior with these colts. And yet, the more she watched, the more her mind turned back to her time with Pound. How good his tongue was against her ass and pussy, as well as the feeling of his dick rubbing against the back of her throat when she sucked him off. She could feel her body getting hotter and hotter as she continued to watch. As well as this, she could feel as her own pussy was slowly getting wetter. Was she getting aroused by watching Pinkie being gangbanged by colts?!

Pinkie looked like she was having the time of her life. The way the colts were working so hard to draw out as much pleasure as they could, and yet were so adorable in their attempts to make Pinkie feel good. It tugged and teased at Cup’s motherly heartstrings. She couldn’t help but feel a warmth in her chest, how these colts were so hardworking, and the pleasure Pinkie was feeling only added to this sensation. For a moment, she could only stare, watching each and every colt that was rubbing, licking, kissing, and suckling along Pinkie’s body as the mare shivered from feeling these colts on her.

Pinkie continued to service this colt in her mouth, moaning playfully as she was sucking him off. Her hoof was getting the other one closer and closer to a small orgasm. And the two by her thighs were enjoying the feeling of her soft teats, and her glistening wet pussy. Her moans became louder and louder, more and more whorish in tone as she was feeling herself getting closer to a climax. The colts only panted and moaned, picking up their own paces as they wanted to bring out as much pleasure as they could from the mare.

Cup only watched on, shock and awe on her face as the colt’s adorable faces when they moaned, and how their dicks twitched and leaked out more and more precum. They wanted to cum, that much was clear, but the way they were going about it, they wanted Pinkie to cum first. Ego maybe? The feeling that these colts wanted to make the slutmare cum first to make them feel bigger than her? Or was it a kindness? Where they wanted to make Pinkie cum because she does something like this for her.

But there was no way they could hold themselves back. The colts moaned and huffed, but tensed up and shivered as they were cumming. The one in Pinkie’s mouth reached up and hugged against her head, humping faster and faster against her mouth to try and get the most out of his orgasm. The one being given a hoofjob shivered as he fired off a few spurts of his cum all over Pinkie’s face and mane.

The ones closer to her pussy didn’t cum, but they were shivering as if they were going to at any moment. The one at her teats began to crawl onto the mare’s belly, angling himself to slide his cock between her soft teats. While the other one pulled his soaked muzzle from her pussy, and started to rub his cockhead gently against her moist entrance. Pinkie moaned with the dick in her mouth as she felt the colt slowly starting to push his dick in her pussy.

Cup was still shocked, these colts, these sweet, tender, innocent looking ponies were currently gangbanging one of the sluttiest ponies in town. It was just more than she thought she’d ever see. But the part that seemed to worry her the most, is that she couldn’t look away. The way their cute, little bodies humped in and out of Pinkie’s wet holes, along her alluring curves, and the look of sheer bliss in her heart filled eyes.

Moving faster and faster, Pinkie was milking these colts, getting them to cum again as she did not switch over to the other colt, lifting and placing him on her face as she let the first one hump and rub his cock in her poofy mane. Pinkie’s mouth was being humped, her teats were being toyed with, her pussy was being fucked, and her mane was being jerked into. And yet, she had this look of sheer control and pleasure, as if she loved this feeling and couldn’t get enough of it.

The one in her pussy was getting close. He was panting, with his little tongue dangling off the side of his mouth. Pumping himself in and out of Pinkie’s pussy, he could feel as his dick was twitching, ready to blow. The colt rubbing between the mare’s teats was equally getting close to an orgasm. The two were rubbing themselves against and in the mare, making her moan in pleasure as she was sucking off the other colt.

Pinkie loved this feeling, to be fucked and pleasured by such sweet, innocent, and playful colts. Sure, older stallions had far bigger cocks, able to stretch her flexible body and stuff her with so much cum, she could almost drown and bathe in the spunk. But there was just something so amazing, so passionate, and so heart warming as to have these adorable colts work so hard to try and make her cum for them. Pinkie shivered as she was feeling tingles of pleasure run through her body as she did so.

These shivers were just too much for the colt in her pussy. Panting and crying out in a small moan, the colt pushed as hard and deep as he could, bottoming out in the mare’s soft hole as he released himself. The colt couldn’t hold himself back. Moaning out in an adorable sound, he came in Pinkie’s pussy. The small amount was so warm as it spilled in the mare’s pussy, to which her tight hole eagerly drank it all down.

Moaning a somewhat muffled sound on the colt she was being facefucked by, Pinkie sucked faster and faster. The sound of her slutty moans echoed a little, sending a shiver down Cup’s spine as she could see the looks of cute pleasure on the colts who had come. They looked like they had so much fucking Pinkie, and the mare’s moans showed off how good she was feeling. The one at her teats seemed to be the next one ready to cum.

Pressing his small hooves against her soft teats, he was humping in and out as if she had another soft pussy. Panting and moaning, he was huffing as he was struggling to hold himself from cumming. Pinkie’s moan, and the softness of her teats were too much for him, however. He was about to cum, and no matter how much of a strong face he tried to put on, he couldn’t hide the scarlet red blush on his face.

This colt came, pressing and almost hugging himself against Pinkie’s teats. His small, sloppy mess spilled out, making a small pool of colt cum on the mare’s belly, but it was too much for him as he collapsed, sliding off the side of Pinkie’s belly as the mare continued to suck off the last colt. He was holding out as long as he could, but it was obvious that he was about to cum. Wrapping her hooves around him, Pinkie hugged his body close, letting him hump in and out of her mouth as she moaned and giggled.

Cup could feel a growing heat in her own pussy. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was getting aroused by this. Her body at the very least, not her mind. Her pussy was getting wet, her heart was getting lighter, and she couldn’t help but feel as if she was sweating nervously. Would Pound be this adorable if she let him fuck her? No, no, no, this wasn’t right! She came here because Pinkie seemed like she could help. But how was this helping?

Bobbing her head up and down, faster and faster, the mare wasn’t able to stop herself from letting the colt’s cock rub along the back of her throat, and how it was tickling along her tongue. The colt was moaning, wrapping his hooves around Pinkie’s head, hugging and humping in and out of her mouth. He was about to cum, but wanted to hold out a little longer. Would this be over after the first orgasm? Did he want to just try and dominate Pinkie? Could he? All these questions stirred in Cup’s mind as she watched on.

Eventually, the colt’s stamina gave out. Trembling, he smacked his body as hard and as deep as he could in Pinkie’s mouth. She moaned as she eagerly drank down as much cum as she could. As well as this, she reached full around the colt, hugging one hoof around his back, and the other was playfully groping at the colt’s flank, making him flinch and cum a few more spurts of cum in her mouth. Pinkie swallowed it all down, drinking and slurping the colt’s spunk down like a sweet treat.

The colt, weakened from his orgasm, slipped off the mare’s face, sliding off to the side as he lay panting and exhausted. Cup looked at the four colts. All of them were tired, their little cocks weren’t fully limp, but not fully hard either. So maybe they could keep going, but needed a moment to rest. Was this something Pinkie did so often with them, that she’s trained them to handle multiple rounds of sex? What would happen when these colts grow up? Would they be massive studs, able to fuck for hours?

Cup could only shake her head of such notions. She didn’t want to think about any more dicks, and yet even when she closed her eyes, her mind seemed to play around the idea of her riding Pound’s dick. To take charge, to see that adorable look on her son’s face as he would cum in her pussy. Or would it be the opposite? Would she let him fuck her from behind, or even hump her throat like a pussy as he came in his sweet and precious voice? Cup could only continue to shake herself of these thoughts. It was all Pinkie’s fault for confusing her like this, it had to be.

“Very good. Very, very good.” Pinkie cooed, laying in the afterglow as the four colts collapsed on the floor. “Aww, they’re all tuckered out.” Giggling again, she looked over to Cup. “So, what did you think?”

“What do I think? What do you expect me to say?” Cup gasped, seeing the sleeping, spent colts and back to Pinkie. “What was the point of all this?”

“Oh? Well, the point was to show you that fucking colts is okay.” Pinkie replied, looking between the colts and Cup. “I mean, if you want, I can show you how to please Pound. The same way I just got all these cuties to cum.” Her lips then curled to a playful smile. “Or, if you don’t wanna handle a little Pound, I could take care of him…if you want.”

“You don’t mean…” Cup asked, but of course Pinkie meant what she was saying. She had just watched her fuck four colts at once, and this slutmare looked ready to milk more young dicks with her body. “I…I…I…”

“No need to be shy about it.” Pinkie replied, getting uncomfortably closer to the milf mare. “Besides, you know I’m highly qualified. Look at how happy I made these little darlings. I can do the same to Pound and his dickie.”

“I…I…n-no…no, no, no, absolutely not!” Cup snapped for a moment, only to calm down a little. “I’m sorry…but I…I…I need to think about this.” Before Pinkie was given a moment to reply, the mare turned, rushing out of the house in a mad dash.

“Oh gosh…I guess I might’ve come on a little too strong.” Pinkie sighed, rubbing the back of her head as she realized her plan didn’t work as well as she hoped. “I’ll have to apologize to Mrs Cake later.” As she spoke, she looked over and saw some of the colts were waking up a little, or at least their dicks were getting hard. Giggling, she licked her lips. “But…it is pretty late. And she might need time to think. So I guess there’s no harm in waiting until tomorrow.”

Reapproaching the colts, Pinkie took her hooves and started to rub them, getting them nice and hard as she continued to giggle. The pink slutmare loved this, seeing them moan and almost plead and beg for her touch. And they would get it. Oh yes, they would get Pinkie’s pussy, mouth, ass, teats, mane, anything they wanted, she would have them fuck her. They were just so adorable, so precious, that she couldn’t say no when seeing their moaning faces. Looking back towards the door, she wondered if Cup would eventually see her side of things. But this would be an issue for later. For now, she was craving some yummy colt dicks.